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The add a sentence story thread. Theme - The adventures of FUBAR

Down in the cellar FUBAR had lost interest in the bondage dwarfs and was once again masturbating to Scandinavian otter porn. He was slowly but surely filling up his cum bucket once again. He had a plan for this batch of cum.
 
Creeping through the dense forrest of Bearloves wooded front yard, FUBAR left a trail of his green fluorescent cum to mark his way back to safety.

But he didnt realise the strong scent of masculine pheromones contained within the semen was attracting....
 
Nigel Farage who was quite partial to the scent of FUBARs masculinity. Nigel hid behind a tree masturbating furiously watching FUBAR when..
 
. . . suddenly he tapped a previously unexploited well of testicular fortitude, and sprang like a rubber faced gurning gargoyle; directly toward FUBAR's pulsating purple sphincter; his venous yet wizened member rebounding from knee to shoulder as he went. . .
 
straight for FUBARs back passage but as he closed in on his prey he tripped on a rock and disemboweled himself on a nearby star picket.

FUBAR cackled maniacally and..
 
rose up again, undeterred by the loss of a few metres of his colon, crying, "You'll not be rid of me and my trusty bucket that easily, my pretties!" And, using the very picket that had been lodged in his gut as a walking stick, he continued on his way to......
 
Stir his mums laundry in a cauldron upon a fire, as someone forgot to pay the power bill.

Bewildered by the sudden interest in domestic duties, Shambles decided enogh was enough and lifted his.....
 
FUBAR started to wonder about his life, how things had turned out for him. He found hinmself wounded, stripped to a being of abused humanity. He didn't recognise gulit but something weigherd heavily on his slim shoulder. He felt used, empty but needed...
 
a bottle of frosty jacks and a pouch of Amber leaf. He wandered down to the off license when he saw...
 
he immediately got a massive ( well not really massive but big for FUBAR ) throbbing erection. He quickly slopped on some lube and..
 
...suddenly the sloth, encouraged by the strawberry scent of fubar's fav brand of pounding fluid, bit down hard on his throbbing member. "Ahhhh, I've broke me cock again! This is the worst thing to happen since...'
 
I lost one of my balls to that rabid dog behind the pub. The loss of the testicle hurt, sure, but it was the shots in the gut for the rabies that were so terrible. Who needs two balls anyway? There's a silver lining to everything, though, and in this case it was.....
 
The back of fubars retinas, which ceased to exist as he became one with the blue beings.

He tried to fight it, find his way out but instead of a door knob he
 
found the 'that' knob, the knob that some of us seek - the knob that some of us hide from.
 
The Mystical Knob of the Toothless homeless bum. FUBAR started to foam at the mouth and..
 
...the toothless homeless bum sat up in what appeared to be alarm but was in fact fascination. "Never", he whispered to his host of invisible friends, "Never in all my years in Parliament, in all my years in prison, in all my years in the caves of southern India, in all my years out here on the streets--where I have seen more about humanity than any other human being alive--never have I seen a man spontaneously manufacture his own toothpaste!" And with that, he reached into the pocket of his grimy and tattered coat and produced a....
 
bendy-straw - beleaguered and haunted by memories of cum-buckets and dwarven gangbangs burned into his retina, FUBAR adopts the fetal position and...
 
. . . sucked his thump while emitting a plaintive noise; somewhere between a whine and a hum, as a crowd of young, gender fluid, third year fine art students formed a ring around his prone figure and began to draw in silence. . .
 
when suddenly FUBAR jumped up and screamed "I am not Eddy Izzard. I am FUBAR the one true god. Now pull yer pants down and bend over".
The gender neutral fine arts students began to remove their pants when..
 
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